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Her eyes snap up to mine as she volleys back and forth, alternating sinking onto the toy and sucking me deep into her mouth.
This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I’ll remember this for the rest of my life.
Avery holds my thigh with one hand and reaches up to lightly massage my balls with the other.
My grip tightens on her hair as I hit the back of her throat.
She has no idea what she’s doing to me, how much she’s destroying me, how much she’s taking down my walls, brick by brick, until there’s nothing left. Until I’m exposed, raw, putty in her hands.
Avery may not have been my first, but she damn well may be my last. No one has ever compared to her and how she makes me feel.
No one ever will.
She continues rocking back and forth, teasing my balls, brushing her fingers along the sensitive skin behind them, and I’m seconds away from coming down her pretty little throat.
“Avery. Fuck. I’m about to—”
She sucks me all the way to the back of her mouth, her tongue working the ridges of my piercings, and I see stars.
Fucking stars.
I growl and swear as my orgasm hits me like a fucking bus. I can feel the pleasure rippling down my spine and gripping my balls until my hips buck and I empty myself between her swollen lips.
With a contented moan, Avery licks me clean, and I swear my legs almost give out.
I push her back on the silicone dick and kneel down to sweep my tongue in her mouth, tasting myself on her lips with a moan.
“That’s one for me, Princess.” I nip her bottom lip, pulling it between my teeth. “And just so you know, this is the last time you’re going to need to fuck that fake dick. From now on, my cock is the only thing allowed in your tight little pussy. Understand?”
Her eyes widen and she nods.
“Good. Throw that thing away. I’m going to need you in that bed, sitting on my face. I owe you three orgasms before I can show you the new sex positions I looked up.”
“Right now?”
My dick twitches, already rising for more.
I can’t wait to get inside her, but it’ll have to wait until she’s taken care of.
“Now is perfect. Let’s go, Avery.”
This is perfect.
And so is she.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Foster is incredible, and I’m not just saying that because of all the mind-blowing sex we’ve been having—although it certainly doesn’t hurt.
He’s sweet, caring, and attentive with both me and Mason. He’s the best fake boyfriend I’ve had.
The best boyfriend I’ve had, period.
Despite the no sleepover rule he had, he’s spent every single night—with the exception of away games—in my bed. He lets me write at night while he reads. He burned through the book I got him, and half the ones I bought for myself. He’s always looking up new ideas to spruce up my sex scenes.
Last night was the pretzel dip and the g-whiz. Tonight, he says he found something called the reverse wheelbarrow with a corkscrew twist. I’m not sure what the twist is, but I’m ready to find out.
